"No," Nate shook his head. Now that he had some medicine in him, his concentration was amended. It was like magic... Didn't do anything for his mood, though. He leaned forward and rubbed his hand through his hair, ignoring the soreness of his scalp. "I was on the Ishimura's medbay. I was under quarantine, sort of. They thought me and my friends were... infected."

If he knew about the Ishimura, then Nate had to assume he knew about the necromorph infestation. It wasn't exactly easy to keep under wraps that an entire planet cracker was devastated by aliens. "Definitely not a pleasant way to wake up."